about 12 years ago now, sitting with my back up against the house on a farm where I was living at the time, suffering from a personal dilemna, I was suddenly grasped by the onlookers “Korta & Hanni” who were both laying there staring at me whilst chewing...
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about 12 years ago now, sitting with my back up against the house on a farm where I was living at the time, suffering from a personal dilemna, I was suddenly grasped by the onlookers “Korta & Hanni” who were both laying there staring at me whilst chewing their cud.
It was the tranquility of their presence that caught me off balance. Although my dilemna was deeply ingrained I was inspired by the peace of that moment. I remained there for hours not moving from that spot.
Neither did Korta & Hanni.
Some time shortly after, I wrote some poems about that experience, of what was transmitted, then I began to make sketches of cows. Then I suddenly made many paintings of cows. Yes, sudden I guess it must be.
For 12 years now I have hardly painted anything else. That would be like shopping for a new wisdom when you know that there is only one. Now, as much time has passed, I know it was the Power Of The Cow.
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